The Glory of Noxus

Chapter 74 Ben Faron's Determination, the Glory of Noxus

The dark sky, the continuous rain of arrows, gradually dyed the snow red.

From afar, the armored corpses became stepping stones for the blood warriors to move forward.

Even the frozen river surface could not avoid being covered with black arrows.

The warriors of the Winter Claw are indeed natural warriors tempered in a cruel and ruthless environment.

After experiencing the invasion of arrows, they are like injured beasts, bursting out with a more terrifying desire to fight.

They stepped on the corpses of their companions, crossed the wide river, and rushed into the trench.

In an instant!

A fierce battle took place in the snow trench!

The Noxian soldiers who had been waiting for a long time rushed out from all corners of the trench and started a bloody fight with the blood warriors.

Compared with the weapons and equipment of the Winter Claw.

The Noxian soldiers relied on their sophisticated weapons and arrays to firmly resist the impact of the blood warriors.

They were like precision instruments, using trenches as positions to surround and kill the blood warriors.

Shield guards, spearmen, swordsmen and other different types of soldiers appeared in every corner of the battlefield.

When one fell, another would take his place, leaving the blood warriors who stepped into the trenches with a firm look.

The blood stained the battle robes red with the blade.

The ears were filled with the sound of war drums, shouts, and the fanatical roars of many warriors.

Finally, it mixed with the dull drumbeats, as if igniting the blood in the hearts of every Noxian.

Clang!

The sharp blade cut the blood warrior's throat, and the Noxian soldier held the blade desperately until the blood warrior completely lost resistance, and then slowly relaxed.

When turning his head, the Noxian soldier saw his companions and the blood warriors beside him engaged in a melee in the snow, and immediately stepped forward to help.

The sharp blade swung and fell on the back of the blood warrior, and the sprayed blood stained his face red.

But he didn't see his companion get up. When he shook his companion's body, he saw a bloody finger hole on his fragile neck.

And such scenes were frequently staged on the battlefield.

The blood warriors of Winter Claw showed naked savage killing.

This is Freljord, the frozen land and ice field, which taught them how to fight the god of death.

Using fingers and teeth, they killed Noxian soldiers by any means.

It only took a cup of tea.

The trenches were full of corpses, and there were blood warriors and Noxian soldiers filling up the sunken gullies.

Looking around, the snowy plains and the frozen river were full of black blood warriors.

They faced the rain of arrows and poured into the trenches accompanied by ancient war songs.

Every blood warrior's eyes were filled with desperate anger, like a completely out-of-control beast, fearlessly attacking the Noxian position.

The bloody tide of war became more and more fierce as time passed.

One wave has not yet subsided, another wave rises, and the oppressed Noxian soldiers are breathless.

"Get ready!"

In the Noxian camp, Captain Faron has left Darius and led his heavy infantry regiment to form a battle formation.

Seeing that the situation in the trench has fallen into decline, he immediately waved his arm and signaled everyone to get ready.

He was waiting, waiting for the flag officer on the high platform to convey the order.

"Isn't it time yet?"

Captain Faron looked at the many corpses filling the trench, and his expression under the silver-gray mask was a little anxious.

Then he looked at the high platform and saw the tall figure like a sculpture, and his heart gradually calmed down.

Captain Faron is different from most of the regiment leaders. He was born in the depths of the Zaun trench area.

The young Captain Ben Faron was regarded as a scourge by the Zaun people in that dark area, saying that he was capricious and unacceptable.

That is why Captain Ben Faron left the Zaun trench area when he grew up and came to the Noxian Empire alone to become a Noxian soldier.

In the Noxian army, he was supported, rewarded, and unstoppable.

Later, Captain Faron was appreciated by Darius with his strong strength and size, joined his army, and became the leader of the warband.

Therefore, in this empire, Captain Faron was loyal to only one person.

Hand of Noxus Darius!

Suppressing his inner thoughts, Captain Faron continued to wait, but this time, he soon saw the movement on the high platform tower in the distance.

The flag officer in armor quickly waved the red flag in his hand and conveyed the order.

Captain Faron immediately understood that it was time for his warband to go out.

"General Darius is watching us, let the bastards of the Winter Claw try our strength!"

Captain Faron took a deep breath, and a dull voice came from behind the mask, resounding over the formation.

He waved the chain hammer in his hand and led the heavy infantry regiment under his command, like a steel torrent, to meet the wave of war raised by the blood warriors.

In this war, the blood warriors showed their strength to the fullest.

But the Noxians are never afraid of challenges.

The enemy is cruel, they will be more cruel, and will return the favor without hesitation.

Clang!

The heavy and hideous chain hammer with barbs swung and directly crushed all the blood warriors in front of him.

The blood all over the sky and the howling of pain showed the strength of Captain Faron.

With the solid heavy armor and big body, Captain Faron led the heavy infantry and instantly suppressed the offensive of the blood warriors.

They used their unstoppable formation to stop the Blood Warriors' advance.

And in the trenches filled with corpses, they regained the offensive rhythm that belonged to Noxus.

But this was not the end.

Captain Faron bathed in the blood of the enemy, and the chain hammer in his hand turned into a silver storm, rolling up the blood, flesh and bones, and rushed back to the trenches where the Blood Warriors were defending.

"Let the heavy infantry take over."

In front of the Winter Claw camp, Sejuani stared at the bloody killing in the trenches, and a few ripples appeared in her cold eyes.

In the territory of Freljord, the blood warriors who are good at fighting have encountered a real challenge.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Following Sejuani's order, the dull footsteps sounded in the camp.

One by one, the tribal warriors in solid armor quickly gathered together. They were covered with heavy armor and held ferocious weapons made of steel.

Then, they started running from the hill.

Rumble! Rumble!

Captain Farong was killing people everywhere.

A deafening trembling sound rang out on the snowy plain in the distance.

Looking up, he saw the heavy infantry belonging to the Winter Claw, like a flood that had been opened, venting and raging.

They had better armor and better weapons than the Blood Warriors.

They were the core strength of the Winter Claw tribe.

Now, under the command of the War Mother Sejuani, they rushed towards the blood-stained trench.

Boom!

The waves were surging, and the blood on the ground dyed the armor red.

With the impact of the Winter Claw heavy infantry, the bloody smell in the trench became stronger and choked people's noses and mouths.

Captain Farong gave up the Blood Warrior in front of him and led his regiment to face the heavy infantry that was charging head-on.

But in a moment, the two sides fell into a deadly battle.

The sound of steel clashing and angry shouts intertwined and converged into a red sonata of death.

Countless flowers of life died in the battle.

The Winter Claw and Noxus soldiers embellished the glory of this war with their blood and flesh.

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